Chorus (uncredited male singer):

Am I hustlin' for nothin'? And do you care?
Am I hustlin' for nothin'? And do you care?
Am I hustlin' for nothin'? And do you care?
Am I hustlin' for nothin'? And do you care?

(J-Dawg)
Tryin' to figure out why this life is so fucked up
Questions, but not enough answers
Too many died, nobody know why my grandfather died from cancer
Too much at one time for one man to take
Ain't no escape from fate, so n***a live your life
Slow it down little man, lil' n***as that die young
They don't get no stripes
Better fix your sights on your young life
Cuz this here game ain't shit
The F-E-D's got it on freeze, the enemies sink your ship
Better bank your chips
This ain't no shit that just start happenin' loc
One time been gafflin' folk, and now them hoes is at my door
Had to hack my 'fro
Bounce up out the back door and thank God I'm free
Me? This all I could be, J-D-A-W-G
And it's troublin' me knowin'
That's the only way we can see some light
But the streets ain't right
And that's why it's hard for me to go to sleep at night
Tryin' to keep things tight
Dogg the game of life is trife, you don't make new friends
So if you know a n***a bail to 'em
Don't sell to 'em, cut away loose ends
Gotta break two ten's, then I'm broke again
So I'm stressed regardless
I was hustlin' for nothin'
Cuz a n***a back where the fuck I started
Chorus

Second Verse (Threat):

Now I been down for too long
So believe I know what it's like when we struggle
N***a, life's a puzzle
Watch the man that's dealin' your hand when he shuffle
The game done turned sour
The more power, the more enemies surface
Tell me what's my purpose?
Bein' placed on this Earth and is it worth it?
Had a job and worked it
Tryin' to make ends meet but it never did touch
Everybody can't be Michael Jordan and Shaq
That's why these ghetto kids stuck
Hit the block with a full cup
Of poison, drinkin' it, drownin' my pain
Even though I'm older, the blood of a soldier
Can still be found in my veins
Gotta do what I know how
And grind to get mine, hustle to live
N***as got jobs to pay bills and can't do fuck for they kids
Why life gotta be hard? From school yards, to the yards of Angola
I done trapped the same coasts
Them forces, for all of my dogs to slang cola
Even though I'm older, a lil' wiser
Still can't advise 'em to quit
They got this white girl
Called powder and we all got eyes for this bitch
N***as die for this shit, knee deep in the game on the block
For all my soldiers strugglin' and strivin'
Tryin' to maintain what they got
And the question is.....
Chorus (.5x)

(J-Dawg)
Tell me God do you care? About the ones in the ghetto?
It's like we're your forgotten people
Only way we can come up is if we sit down
Plan, and make plots thats evil
So I pray to the God from the steeple
Hopin' somehow you can change this madness
And make it a thing of the past
I'm livin' proof that the game don't last
Shit change too fast, n***as that you used to trust
Wanna fall with the cops
See a box of the birds, and tried to rely on the herb
And then home got hot
Then it was on my block, put it on Glock, got it locked inside
For this thing called life
While the rest of the World sit around and they watch us die
Quick shot to the sky for the fallen hustlers
N***as that do they time
And don't use they dime, therefore they don't lose they shine
And if you stay blind, n***a doomed
Always assume that somebody's watchin'
I know what it's like to wake up Christmas day to an empty stocking
Gotta keep things poppin', hustle, so the past don't repeat itself
A survivor that's gotta provide until my seed can feed itself
But we all need help God
It's a shame but I've become a desperate man
Strugglin', hustlin' for nothin', out'chea doin' the best I can
Damn
Chorus til' fade